This whole situation is ridiculous. But what can I say? I'm just a simple man, fighting Death for my life.
I don't move. I can't, not with my foot in this state anyway. So I wait for the creature to make the first move.
But here's the problem…
"So, attack me already," I taunt, raising my scythe. The skeleton doesn't budge. The silence drags on. "What, are you deaf?" I limp a few steps closer.
"You first. I'm in no mood to start a fight," it replies, completely deadpan. It sounds less like a grim reaper and more like some old guy haggling at the market over the price of meat.
I blink. Once. Twice. Can this story seriously get any stupider than this!?
"Nah-uh. You go first. You're the one who attacked me first," I say, shaking my head and raising the scythe in defense.
"That's not true at all! I simply invited you on the journey you refused. Hmph!"
…Did it just... sulk?
